Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1887-07-30
FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS.
THE BOY AND THE BIRr


FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS.
THE BOY AND THE BIRD.
A merry boy one summer day
Within garden fair was found:
His heart was full of childish play,
While sunshine beamed on all around;
When o er his head bird he spied
Alighting on branching tree,
And picking up a stone he cried,
Now swift and sure my aim shall be ~
Just then there came gush OF song
So sweet, the boy grew hushed and still;
He heard the notes so clear and strong
Which seemed the summer air to fill
His arm fell down, his heart was stiried
de felt he could not harm the bird.
MR.. AND MRS. SPARROW TRUE STORY
If this story is read Interestingly tc
little children, and the reader does not
have to repeat the reading several times
they will be fortunate
On the banks Of a pretty river stood a
big brown-stone house. The yard was
filled with just the right kind of trees for
birds to build their nests in. Two little
sparrows went flying over the land one
sunny spring day to see if they could find
a good place to begin housekeeping. They
hunted far and near, but one tree was too
high, another was too low, and when Mr.
Sparrow thought they had found the very
safest nook, Mrs. Sparrow saw a great cat
under the tree This made her little heart
beat so fast from fear that Mr.. Sparrow.
like kind bird, gave up. At last they
came to the big brown-stone house, where.
just at the end of the porch, was an old
apple tree.
"Chee chez chez.
The very place for me-"
said Mrs. Sparrow.
"Chee, chip, chit,
Stay here little Bit
said Mr.. Sparrow.
So Mrs. Sparrow sat down on a branch
of pink apple blossoms to rest while Mr..
| Sparrow went to take a look at things.
He found there was good garden, where
he could get nice fat worms and saw girl
come out of the house and shake a lot of
crumbs from a cloth. Then there was a
river, where they could get COOL fresh
water.
Oh it was lovely place and back he
flew, much pleased, to talk it over with his
wife. While he was gone Mrs Sparrow
saw something that gave her such fright
that she nearly fell off the tree.
a small boy came out on the porch, and
in his hands he held a gun. Mrs. Spar
row thought her last hour had come; but
the small boy only whistled and shot little
sticks at a wooden soldier on the floor.
Mrs. Sparrow was sure she never could
live in the same place with a dreadful boy,
and, while she was thinking how hard ii
was to leave the pretty tree, another boy
came out with big black crow in his
hands. Mrs. Sparrow thought he would
shoot it, and she shut her eyes that she
might not see the poor crow die.
But instead of the sound of the gun
she heard the boy say softly, "Poor old
fellow! how did you hurt your leg? ]
guess it is broken, and / shall have to
set it."
Then Mrs. Sparrow opened her ewes and
saw the boy tie the crows leg up. and give
him some bread and milk.
When Mr.. Sparrow came back she told
him all about it.
Said Mr.. Sparrow:
Goo, COO, coo,
What kind thing TO dor
Then they knew that those bows never
would hurt them, so they began to get
grasses and little sticks and bits of thread
to build a nest. When the nest was all
snug and warm, Mrs. Sparrow crept into il
and laid five little eggs-such pretty little
eggs, with tiny brown spots like starsl
Mr.. Sparrow was so proud of his wife
that he sat on branch over the nest and
sang all day long to her while she kept the
eggs warm. But when, after while, there
we're five wee brides in the nest cuddled
down under the mothers wings, he was the
! bappiact bird -, Tho mould
Such hungry bits of birds never were
seen. Mr.. and Mrs. Sparrow spent all
their time feeding them, and still they
were always hungry.
Now, what do you think happened one
day? Mrs. Sparrow was tired and cross
so she sat on the edge of the nest and
scolded poor Mr.. Sparrow:
| "Cheat, cheat, cheat,
You don't get the babies
Enough to eat"
SO Mr. Sparrow flew off rs fast as he
! could, and came back with big fat worm,
which he dropped into the open mouth OF
his oldest son.
Chez, chez, chez.
| Get some for me-"
said Mrs Sparrow, Grossly. Away went
Mr.. Sparrow again, and found dainty bit
! for his wife.
Still she stewed and scolded, until he
could bear it no longer.
He perched on the tree, and would not
stir or say one word.
Mrs. Sparrow began to fly back and
forth over his head, scolding at the top OF
her shrill little voice, and each time fiying
lower and lower till she could brush poor
Mr.. Sparrow with her wings
Once she gave him such hard knock
that he almost fell over.
The next time she flew down he caught
her by one toe in his bill and held her
fast.
Mrs. Sparrow stopped scolding, and
hung down all limp and still
The little brides were very much
frightened, and began to cry loudly.
Wee, wee, wee.
| Just see, just see ~
they sobbed, while they peered wildly
over the nest.
oh, mamma oh, mamma ~ cried the
small boy, running into the house. "Do
come and make these little sparrows in the
apple tree stop quarreling."
Cav, cav. caw.''
laughed the big, black crow.
Inc siuail DON : mamma came out on the
porch, and looking up into the tree, clap
ped her hands, and said, "Shoo, shoot"
Mr.. Sparrow let go all at once, and
looked very much ashamed
Mrs. Sparrow flew meekly on the nest,
and tried to comfort the little brides. Not
long after that the small boy and the big
black crow saw Mr.. and Mrs. Sparrow sit
ting close together on the edge of the nest.
The big black crow smiled to himself as
he heard Mrs. Sparrow say:
Coo, coo, co.,
didn't mean to-"
While Mr.. Sparrow said
"Chee, chez, chez,
I'm sorry as
/ can be-
And the small boy said, :" guess the little
sparrows have made up."-Jay II. Ludlow,
IN Christion Union.
A wOmANS WORD.
Oh ever when the happy laugh is dumb
All the JOY gone. and all the anguish come
When strong adversely and subtle pain
Wiring the sad SOtll and rack tho thrnhhinp